Spring is full of joy, and the grass grows and the warbler flies in February.

Mei Xiaohan stretched a big waist and got up from the bed. The sun is warm, and if there is nothing to do, you can sleep as long as you want.

But because she was used to going to bed early and getting up early, when the time came, Mei Xiaohan bounced up from the bed like a spring.

This is the spring of the first year of Mingdao, and in less than a year, ten years have passed. This is the result of the disorder of time and space.

Read ancient books, learn to write with a brush, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

Fill your stomach, live well, and recuperate.

Yuelong Village gradually recovered its former liveliness, the market began to slowly form, and the commercial activities that had been abandoned for more than ten years began to sprout slowly!

Mei Xiaohan said hello to the patriarch, and then went out of the village alone, the cold winter has passed, and spring is coming!

Splendid City deserves to be called Splendid City, and the Splendid City in spring is particularly beautiful.

"The weather is always like February and March, and the flowers continue to bloom in spring!"

In fact, Fairview City is beautiful all year round, especially in spring.

Small trees and grass began to sprout, flowers and plants dotted the whole town, and the spring breeze drifted intentionally or unintentionally. Gentle yet light.

Ducklings, chickens, foraging under the trees, children frolicking, unguarded against merchants.

Big dreams are like the wind, and youth is like sleepwalking. Suffering and loss, never serious. Mei Xiaohan felt unusually comfortable, and couldn't help but speed up her steps.

The town is glowing with new opportunities, and it has been tormented by bad weather for more than ten years, and the energy that has been stored for more than ten years seems to be about to burst out in an instant.

The pedestrians on the road gradually improved their complexion, their faces were ruddy, and their mood was comfortable.

Despite this, there are still not many shops open. After all, more than ten years of tossing have greatly damaged the vitality of this town.

It is said that it is a splendid city, it is really an exaggeration, but it is not presumptuous, everyone yearns for beauty, splendid rivers and mountains, who does not yearn for it?

A young man on horseback walked into the city, squinting his eyes, but in fact, the wind was not strong, and there was no dust.

The young man's actions looked like he was really confused.

"It's weird!" The young man said to himself: "This place is called Splendid City!" Why is it so ordinary? ”

The horse on which the young man rode was a blood-red horse, tall and strong, and imposing.

The young man pulled the horse and "shouted", and the horse turned back and forth, but did not stop.

Seeing Mei Xiaohan standing there, the young man dismounted, stepped forward to say hello, and asked, "Brother Tai, this place is Splendid City?" ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "The name of this place is Splendid City, there is nothing wrong with this!" ”

"Brother! But are they locals? ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "I am home all over the world, wherever I go, where I go, where is home!" ”

"Brother, it's so free!"

Mei Xiaohan said, "I don't know what your name is?" ”

"My surname is Ye, and my single name is a flying word! From Kaifeng Prefecture, Tokyo! ”

Tokyo, the capital of the Song Dynasty, was the capital of China for 168 years and has gone through nine generations of emperors.

With a population of more than 1.5 million, Tokyo is a majestic, large-scale, and splendid capital city with a population of more than 30 kilometers and an outer city, an inner city, and an imperial city.

"It turns out that my brother is from the capital!"

Ye Fei said: "I don't know the name of Brother Taizun? ”

"Mei Xiaohan!"

Ye Fei clasped his hands into fists and said, "Brother Mei, it's polite!" ”

"I don't know, why did Brother Ye Fei get here?"

Ye Fei sighed and said, "I was depressed because of the failure of the imperial examination, so I decided to walk around and relax. I didn't expect to go, so I never stopped, and over time, I got used to this comfortable life! ”

"It seems that you can't help yourself!"

Ye Fei's eyes lit up and said, "Brother really thinks so?" ”

Mei Xiaohan smiled: "I do think so, there is no lie!" ”

Ye Fei said: "I don't know if Brother Mei has heard the story of Zhao Kuangyin?" ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, who doesn't know this!" ”

Ye Fei said: "Zhao Kuangyin can't help himself when he becomes the emperor!" ”

It was a group of warlords who created the Great Song Dynasty, and his leader was also a soldier, his name was Zhao Kuangyin.

This resounding name was later deeply imprinted in history.

A man who changed his fate, a man who changed history.

A person who can't help himself.

The yellow robe is synonymous with him.

Five dynasties and ten kingdoms, an era of chaos, in just over 60 years, have gone through five dynasties and more than a dozen countries.

A.D. 960, the first year of Jianlong.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, the day is about to break. Zhao Kuangyin, who was dreaming, was woken up.

His younger brother Zhao Kuangyi and a staff member named Zhao Pu appeared in front of Zhao Kuangyin.

At this time, Zhao Kuangyin was the last Central Plains dynasty of the five dynasties, and the palace of the Later Zhou Dynasty was inspected, and the head of the emperor's personal soldiers was tasked with resisting the invasion of the Khitan.

However, on the night of the first day, Zhao Kuangyin walked to Chenqiaoyi, forty miles away from Kaifeng, and had an accident the next day.

Zhao Boxin, who was woken up, always felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked out of the post door.

There was already a sea of fire ahead, and Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but be shocked: "What are you trying to do!" ”

"I am willing to serve the general as the Son of Heaven!"

"I am willing to serve the general as the Son of Heaven!"

The soldiers, without saying anything, put the yellow robe on Zhao Kuangyin's body. Then he knelt on the ground and bowed three times and bowed nine times, shouting long live.

A man who ascended to the throne involuntarily created a strong dynasty.

Mei Xiaohan said: "Do you think Zhao Kuangyin is really involuntarily? ”

"As the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet. If Zhao Kuangyin didn't have the ambition to be the emperor, even if he was really added to the yellow robe, it would be difficult to restrain his loyalty to Hou Zhou! ”

Ye Yun said: "The human heart is the most difficult to be bound, and there is no power to restrain it. ”

Regarding Zhao Kuangyin's ascension to the throne, most of the descendants of history commented that Zhao Kuangyin was actually acting. Zhao Kuangyin's younger brother Zhao Kuangyi and his staff Zhao Pu cooperated with him in the back.

This is a well-planned farce of the yellow robe.

It is a very ridiculous thing to force a person to be an emperor!

National events, how can it be child's play!

The head of a personal soldier beside the emperor should have been the safest person, but the ending was ridiculous.

Maybe this is history, people can't guess, you can't touch it, you never know what the end of history will be!

Ye Yun and Mei Xiaohan chatted while walking, from astronomy to geography, talking about everything, everything.

Two people who yearn for freedom and ease have come together across the dimensions of time and space.

Perhaps..."People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." This is a false proposition, and he will not say it to those who really can't help himself.

Too many people use this as an excuse to cover things up for what they are.

Ye Fei said: "Today, I chatted with Brother Mei very happily, happy!" Hurry! ”

Mei Xiaohan said: "I am the same, if I hold it in my heart, no one has listened to me, but today I am addicted!" ”

Before they knew it, the two of them had traveled to the mountains.